Yesterday younger son finally mastered one of life's great skills.
No, it wasn't swimming - which he couldn't do until he was 10.
Not riding a bike - which he couldn't do until he was 11 and the prospect of having to do his cycling proficiency came up (and even then I had to ask them to put him in the last course of the year, just in case).
No, yesterday, faced with the prospect of having to have some really ghastly velcro shoes for school (because by the time you wear size 7 there's not much to choose from with velcro fastenings for boys), he finally learned HOW TO TIE SHOELACES. And it's taken him till he was 14, well nearly 15.
And the last ten years or so that I've been trying to persuade him to learn were all a waste of time because in the end a 1-minute YouTube demonstration was how he chose to learn.
So don't give me all that "learning at your mother's knee" bollocks.